Harmony was an average Afro-Latina 13 year old girl who lived in New York...So everyone thought, She has a secret, A pretty big secret if you asked him
Percy Jackson x Fem Oc
First time writing so advice would be appreciated!!
English isn't my first...
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SO THERE THEY WERE, Annabeth, Grover, percy and Harmony, walking through the woods on the New Jersey riverbank, the glow of New York City making the night sky yellow behind them and the smell of the Hudson recking in their noses.
Grover was shivering and braying, his big goat eyes turned slit-pupiled and full of terror. "Three kindly ones. All three at once."
Harmony was still in shock about everything. The explosion of the bus windows still rang in her ears. Now that the adrenaline rush was running low, her arm started to throb in pain. But Annabeth kept pulling them along, saying: come one! The further away we get, the better."
"All of our money was back there," harmony said tiredly. "Our food and clothes. Everything."
Annabeth squeezed her right hand, given that the other one had a thick burn stripped on it. The daughter of Athena sent her a smile, she knew how anxious she could get, especially because a lot of people were depending on them.
"Well, maybe if percy hadn't decided to jump into the fight-" annabeth complained.
"What did you want me to do?" Percy defended himself, flailing his arms around. "Let you get killed?"
"You didn't need to protect us, Jackson. We would've been fine," harmony said.
"Sliced like a sandwich bread," Grover added in, "but fine."
They shloshed across mushy ground, through nasty twisted trees that smelled like sour laundry.
After a couple of minutes, Harmony fell in step next to percy. "Look, I..." her voice faltered. "I appreciate you coming back for us... that was really brave of you.
"We're a team, right?"
She stayed silent for a few more steps. "Well,it's if you die... other than the fact that it would be really shitty for you, it would mean the quest would've been over. Annabeth would be upset that she didn't get the chance to see the real world."
The thunderstorm had finally let up. The city glow faded behind them, leaving them in almost complete darkness. She couldn't see anything except for Percy's ocean like blue eyes.
"So you've been at camp since you were seven?" She could tell percy was trying to piece her past together.
"Yeah, I live with my older sister and brother. And it didn't really work out for annabeth to live at home," Harmony quickly changed the subject. "I mean, camp half-blood is our home. We train and train. And that's all cool and everything, but for some people like Annabeth. The real world is where there's an actual fight waiting for them. Where they think they'll learn whether you're any good or not."
"And you don't think like that?"
"No, I don't."
Harmony tried to hide the doubt in her voice. She would never say it out loud, but she did feel the need to prove she was worth something. That she was a real hero. Because often, mostly in the combat arena, she's looked down on for being a girl. Harmony wanted to prove that, just because she was the complete opposite of her mother, doesn't mean she doesn't like to cause chaos at times.
